Umji, born into a wealthy family but... She doesn't have the perfect life like everyone thinks...
Pimping, corruption, lying or truth?
Umji's stepmother is not so nice as the peoples think...
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Sinb: U-Umji...! H-How did you do that...?!
Umji:...
hello! It's me again! I will try in this new chapter, to replace the narrator by a POV of Umji ! I hope it will be nice ! ^^
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"DRIIIIIING~DRIIIIIING~ DRIIIIIING~".
Umji: mmmgn.... ?
"DRIIIIIING~ DRIIIIIING~ DRIIIIIING~".
Umji: S-Sinb Unnie ?
Sinb and I fell asleep while watching a movie on TV. I stand up from sinb's shoulder. She sleeps peacefully.
Umji: What time is it ? ...
I took my phone. ( 17 missed call ).
Umji: 10 pm !!! O-oh sh*t, daddy must be madly worried!! Sinb? Sinb!
I shake sinb's arm emphatically but nothing to do, she doesn't wake up. I take a piece of paper and write a letter to her so that she doesn't have to worry that I am no longer there. I take my things. But before I go I turn around and sigh... I can't leave everything like that.
as soon as I finished what I had to do, I hasten to take Sinb's motorcycle and drive as fast as possible towards my abode.
"DING DONG"
The gate opens. My father is behind it, looking both worried and angry.
Umji's father: UMJI! everything is fine ?! why did you disappear so suddenly? !! Are you hurt? has someone threatened to follo-
Umji: I'm fine dad I'm fine! I just needed some fresh air! don't worry, I'm not a kid anymore!
umji's father: sure, you're no longer a little girl, but when you go out somewhere, let me know before honey ... come and hug me sweety...
My father embraces me. he was not so angry, everything is fine, but strangely, as soon as I step through the door, a feeling of insecurity, mixed with fear, takes hold of me.
umji's father: do you have dinner?
Umji: yes, at Sinb's.
Umji's father: good, you can go up to your room if you wish.
I go up the stairs, and go to my room. But as I walk in the hall, I saw the door of my parents' room half-open. Someone is there. I stand against the wall , and discreetly listen to the little whispers I hear coming from the room.
Umji's stepmother: I don't know! I don't know where she is! I think she's run away ... could it be that she understood our objective? Or that she's decided to denounce me?
While listening intently to the relevant phone conversation of my stepmother and this stranger, by accident I dropped my phone. I hastily retrieve it, and discreetly run to take refuge in my room. I sit down in the chair facing my desk pretending to read.
Umji's stepmother : oh, you are here sweety ! You are back!
Umji: A-annyeonghas-
She took my face with her right hand, my arm with her left hand, and digging her long fingernails into my skin.
Umji's stepmother: where were you?
my arm was bleeding.
Umji: I- I wa-
Umji's stepmother: I'm changing my question, did you hear something important?
I shaking with fear, I can't tell her that I know what she's planning!
Umji: I'm- i'm sorry , I went out without your permission, forgive me! I will not do it again!
however, I don't know what you are talking about! Really, i'm really sorry plea-
suddenly my stepmother, with a blank and frightening look, grabs me violently by the hair and pulls me into this room. This dark room, filled with sadness and suffering. My mother's bedroom. When Shin takes me there, I know exactly what's going to happen ...
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It's empty, there was only a sofa inside ... There is no light, and father refuses to enter in this room because it brings back bad memories to him ...
Umji: AAhhh gnn! Shin sorry! Excuse me, I won't leave like this again please! I beg you !!! PLEASE PLEASE EXCUSE ME PARDON ME PL- UMPF
With two hands, Shin takes me by the throat, and puts all her strength into it.
Umji's stepmother: cries, cries, cries, moans because of this pain, yes screams in pain, screams in pain again, again and again !! But dare, dare to call for help, you will not only live an hour of suffering, but also an hour of agony. Have I made myself clear?
Umji's stepmother: remember, you owe me order and respect, you belong to me. You are just a poor sh*t without importance. You are only there to satisfy my desires !
